wet

crispfirm
liquid 
movement

thatch 
your skin

wet

bend yourspine

hold my neck
hold my
love

with a wethand,

kiss your
breast deep

dark hair drip rain
i drink it 

long from my hand

hand up your dress
rub

where you want to be held
feel 

me
insert

your fingers
dance
wet
air

encircle 
us

press hardlips move
lust

wet me…

Copyright © 09/17/2013 Ð Ṝ Ƣ Ñeedle & Ŧhread®

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2 comments on “wet

  1. This reads like a bourrée…small quick steps, each blending so beautifully into the next that the overall effect is one of a smooth, effortless glide. It’s the carefully-pieced simplicity of the string that allows us to follow so smoothly: http://youtu.be/EX4y-YNlybE

    In this case, the glide is from desire into consummation; the ‘rain’ may be actual rain, your arousal, your lover’s arousal, or all of the above, but the reader comes away having experienced a little of all three.

    A silken, liquidly longing piece of wooing; beautifully rendered.

  2. Madeleine,

    Your review of this piece is if your words and thoughts were drops of rain…falling onto the image, individual letters, wetting them… never be dry to all those those fortunate enough to read you. Thank you for this, and the video!!

    L/ Ð Ṝ Ƣ 

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